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over eight hours of self-guided dog adventure
Monday, May 14 2018
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Gretchen took the dogs for a walk on a loop in the forest starting on the lower Gullies Trail and then doing something else (when I later needed this information, she hadn't remembered enough of it to articulate it back to me). By this evening, as Gretchen was cooking a pasta meal for our friend Carrie (who would be coming over), the dogs had still not returned. By that point they'd been in the forest over eight hours. So I decided to go try to find them. Using the fragments I could recover of Gretchen's memories, I started off down the Gullies Trail. I hadn't even gone a quarter mile before I saw the dogs coming in my direction on that same trail. What were the chances that I would catch them so close to the house coming home? It didn't really matter; it was just good to see they were alive and uninjured. They were also very tired; there would be no fits of running out into the night and barking and monsters tonight!
When I got back to the house, Carrie was upstairs in the bedroom loving on Diane the Kitten, who was being exceptionally delightful. Later I briefly hung out with Carrie and Gretchen and we all ate pasta together. While Carrie was still here, I took a long solar-heated bath. I'd been getting by on tiny dregs of shampoo for months, but tonight for the first time, I had a big quart-sized bottle of shampoo that hadn't even been tested on animals. Still (after having to use my teeth to get the pump dispenser working), I took the risk and tested it on myself.
Neville returning homeward on the Gullies Trail this evening.
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